In honor of my wife‘s birthday today, here’s a bit from one of my favorite posts of hers. We’re taking care of some errands and going out at least for dinner tonight, thanks to a generous gift card to our favorite restaurant. Guess what it is. Go on, guess. Enjoy this little taste of an… Continue reading Her Twenty-First
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Alchemist mac Sláine
My grandmother’s maiden name was Marilyn Slane. Like Saint Patrick, the family name was anglicized (it’s actually Saint Padraic if I am not mistaken) from the original Sláine. Now from what I understand, her family originated from Scotland and moved to Ireland before her parents emigrated to the United States. According to legend, however, Sláine… Continue reading Alchemist mac Sláine
The Need To Write
“I once knew a writer who tried that route (psychoanalysis). Cured him of writing all right. But did not cure him of the need to write. The last I saw of him he was crouching in a comer, trembling. That was his good phase. But the mere sight of a wordprocessor would throw him into… Continue reading The Need To Write
Caution: Bears
“Sometimes you eat the bar, and sometimes, well, he eats you.” It’s true in many walks of life that we spend a lot of time chasing or being chased. We chase our dreams, we get chased by doubt. We chase new shiny objects, we get chased by creditors. We chase deer, we get chased by… Continue reading Caution: Bears
Ouch.
(This is another one of those personal posts you can probably ignore.) It isn’t all fun and games out here, kids. I’m looking for a new place to live, I need to take our littlest kitten to a vet because she’s way overdue to see one, Vera needs some additional servicing since I didn’t get… Continue reading Ouch.
The Way To Her Heart
My wife likes chocolates, shoes and shiny jewelry as much as the next woman. But the truest way to her heart involves things far nerdier than such pedestrian items. See, I married a gamer. She carries dice in her purse, she knows the ins and outs of many character classes in a variety of games… Continue reading The Way To Her Heart
Dead in the Water?
So that idea I mentioned in yesterday’s IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! podcast? I got it off the ground. I actually got off my ass and tried something new. Basically, the idea goes something like this. There are a lot of podcasts out there that get awfully boring awfully fast. I enjoy podcasting, but just because… Continue reading Dead in the Water?
Imperfection
This is just going to be a quick little reminder about an undeniable fact that is occasionally hard to swallow. I’m imperfect. Yes, I’ll blog about how I go about doing the writing thing as if other people should do the same, or venture my opinion about a piece of entertainment media that some others… Continue reading Imperfection
Carl Sagan Shoveling Coal
I’ve mentioned sfdebris a couple times now, most recently in my post discussing my favorite critics. I bring him up because he’s relevant to something going on in my day job currently. In his review of the Star Trek: Voyager episode Good Shepherd, he covers the opening in which Seven of Nine gives an efficiency… Continue reading Carl Sagan Shoveling Coal
On Star Trek, Good Writing and Bad Direction
Behold, the target audience of most summer action flicks! I’ve had this opinion brewing for a while. I touched on it in yesterday’s Netflix post. While the prevailing sentiment out there in the dark and wild expanse of the Internet is that the new Star Trek is, on the whole, good, the film has taken… Continue reading On Star Trek, Good Writing and Bad Direction